Happy Birthday!

Happy birthday wishes to kita0610, sisabet, and melyambrosia!

[throws confetti]
[oils up the naked boys]
[waits for the birthday orgy to start]

What? No, what?

So it has been determined that the exhaustion and constant sniffling have been part and parcel of a greater thing, as evidenced by me now having a low grade fever. Fever plus exhaustion makes TBQ's mind something something, so we'll see how coherent I manage to be.

As part of my coherency, I want to first and foremost curse my past self for not buying more milk. Reason being I am dying of thirst, yet also hungry, so what I'm really dying for is a nice big bowl of cereal filled to the brim with ice cold milk and I don't have enough to do that now and actually have something to eat for breakfast tomorrow. Curse you past self! Curse your lack of foresight! If it wasn't for you I would have milk by now! And possibly have won the lottery!

In other news I'll try to get some writing done tomorrow night and Saturday. You would think this would be a bad thing given the lack of coherency, but I assure you I firmly believe in method writing. You shall see how this all plays out. Oh yes, yes you will.

Finally, have I totally succumbed to fever hallucinations or did I hear on the radio earlier today that the Grammy board or committee or whatever the hell it is actually told Janet Jackson not to show up on Sunday, but Justin is fine? Are they kidding with that? Tell me I heard wrong, because I do not want to hear that the Grammy whateverthefucks are actually taking the official stance that it's more the woman's fault for allowing her clothes to be taken off - willingly or no - than it is the fault of the guy who actually put his damn hand on the costume and did the ripping. I'm sorry, did it become 1837 when I wasn't looking?

Somebody please tell me I heard wrong. Because I do not have the energy to go to California and personally kick ass right now.

Lie if you have to. In the meanwhile I'll be over here staring balefully at my refridgerator. Assuming balefully is the word that I want. And that I spelled refridgerator correctly. I'm really certain that I didn't. I blame fever. Also my public school education.